It's night, and the sky of the Demon Realm always looks extremely mysterious at night. Countless stars hung in the dark night sky, and the sky shone with bursts of deep blue light from time to time.

Yue Ming has always liked this feeling of tranquility and seclusion. During the day, he has to deal with all kinds of people and things, and he can't get a moment to relax. It was only after dark that he had some free time.

"Ming, I looked for you for a long time, and it turned out that you were alone on the rooftop enjoying the night view." A teenager walked slowly.

Yue Ming didn't look back, just smiled: "What, what's the matter?" ”

"I just wanted to tell you about the enchantments around the Demon Realm......"

"Didn't I say, according to your intentions? Do what you want, I believe you. Yue Ming replied.

The young man was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly, he walked to Yue Ming's side: "Ming, do you really trust me so much?" ”

Yue Ming turned his head to look at him and said, "We have been friends for many years, so I naturally trust you." Why do you ask that today? This doesn't look like An Lengyao's usual style. ”

"I'm ......" An Lengyao was a little speechless for a while, so he paused, "It's nothing, it's just ...... Sometimes I often feel like I owe you a lot. ”

Yue Ming bent his lips slightly and patted his head: "Alas, it's really nerve-wracking, I really don't know how to change your thoughts." What do you owe me? You've helped me a lot over the past few years, haven't you? In the Demon Realm, I can't trust anyone but you and the Shadow. Therefore, there are some things that I can only feel at ease if I leave them to you. ”

An Lengyao didn't answer, just looked up at the night sky. Ever since he thought of his father because of the words of the "Records of the Demon World", his mind began to be confused. He sometimes felt that the appearance of these clues was his inexplicable conjecture, not to confirm anything, but in the past few days, he couldn't help but think a lot.

He thought back to the documents in the Library Pavilion, remembered what Jun Nuochen had told him that night, and remembered that whenever he asked about his father, Jun Nuochen and Ye Qian always seemed to be speechless and stopped. All of this was put together, and he realized that the matter about his father really seemed to be deliberately concealed.

If, the sentence in "The History of the Demon World": "I once met a traitor, so I killed him." "It's as he thinks, then, isn't his father's killer the enemy......

Thinking of this, An Lengyao shuddered. He turned his head to look at the smiling boy beside him, the boy who had given him countless favors, and he would not forget that in many lonely and lonely days, it was the friendship between the two of them that sustained him to go on.

If he hadn't crossed the net, he didn't know where he was now, or if he would still be alive and sound. Without Yue Ming's guidance, he would not be qualified to be taught by Ye Qian, and he would not have the status he has now. He is not a person who will not be grateful, and he cannot repay him for his help. But he really couldn't believe what it would be like if one day, Yue Ming would turn from a benefactor friend to an enemy......

"Yao, what are you thinking, so distracted." Yue Ming saw An Lengyao and said thoughtfully.

"I ......" An Lengyao's expression was a little dazed, as if he wanted to hide his inner thoughts as much as he could, "I just thought that time flies so fast, we have known each other for so many years." ”

Indeed, in the blink of an eye, they have all changed from immature children to today's handsome teenagers.

"Do you remember when we first met?" An Lengyao asked.

"How could you forget?" Yue Ming smiled, "That's a past that I can't look back on. I remember that it was the first time I went to war with my father, and I was so flustered that I couldn't even use a spell, and at that time, it happened that you helped me......"

"Then, I told you that let's have a competition to see who can destroy the most enemies, and finally you have the fighting spirit to compete with me." An Lengyao continued, "If you want the current demon soldiers to know that the seemingly majestic demon king they are loyal to in front of you is like this many years ago, I don't know how they will feel." ”

"Ah, Yao, I believe that with our relationship, you can't bear to expose my bottom in front of everyone, right?" Yue Ming rubbed his black hair, his eyes full of smiles.

"Hmm...... Let me think about it. An Lengyao pretended to hesitate.

"Are you threatening me?" Yue Ming asked, "However, speaking of that day, if it weren't for your appearance to inspire my fighting spirit, I don't know what would have happened to me now." Sometimes I think about it, maybe all the encounters in the world are a kind of fate. ”

"Yes, there is a providence in the dark, and there are always things that cannot be explained." An Lengyao couldn't help but sigh.

He thought back to how he and Yue Ming had grown and changed over the years, but fortunately, their friendship had never changed. Those worldliness, intrigue, and positions of power have not tarnished this friendship.

He used to wonder how he and Yue Ming could become friends with such a big gap in status, but it turned out that friendship can break through all obstacles. He has been helpless since he was a child, so he has always regarded this friendship as the most precious thing in his heart, as the only thing he has. Yue Ming probably couldn't really understand what kind of important existence the friendship between the two of them was in An Lengyao's heart, thinking that back then, the two of them were in distress in the Divine Realm Illusion, and it was this friendship that accompanied An Lengyao out of the predicament.

Thinking of the past of the two, An Lengyao's heart moved, and he suddenly spoke: "Ming, do you remember when we were killed in the illusion in order to get Ganoderma lucidum?" ”

"Remember, how do you ask about this?" Yue Ming was a little confused.

"When I asked you, what was the illusion you saw, you never told me. What exactly did you see that day? An Lengyao asked.

"I ......" Yue Ming's face froze, but it was only for a moment, and he returned to his usual relaxed tone, "It's been a few years ago, how can I still remember it so clearly, I forgot." ”

However, Yue Ming's slightly changing expression still couldn't hide from An Lengyao. An Lengyao understood that Yue Ming didn't want to tell him the truth, so he didn't ask any more. However, he could be sure of one thing, there must be some secret hidden in that illusion of Yue Ming, and moreover, Yue Ming didn't want to let him know.

If that day hadn't come, An Lengyao thought that he would probably be like this for the rest of his life, and he would regard Yue Ming as a lifelong friend, and would do his best to protect this friendship. He will try to find traces of his father's past, whether or not he will truly understand the meaning of the matter.

Years later, when he had understood all the secrets and truly become a demon saint in the power of the demon world, in the dead of night, he would often recall this day, subverting the world he had believed in since he was a child. At that time, even though he had a deep hatred for Yue Ming, he still couldn't help but think, if that day didn't come, what if he didn't know the truth for the rest of his life? At least, he can still be his original self, calm and calm, not paying attention to fame and fortune, although he is obsessed with finding the truth that he may not get in his life, but he has the most peaceful life and the purest friendship.

The demon world of that day, like every calm day, was clear, and the white clouds floated leisurely on the blue sky, and everything was shrouded in peace and tranquility.

After An Lengyao consulted the historical materials for many days, he still had no gains, and he gradually felt that the original conjecture in his heart was ridiculous. Based on the words in the "Records of the Demon World" and what Jun Nuochen told him, how could he simply think of his father. For this reason, he even had scruples and suspicions about Yue Ming in his heart. But he has no evidence, so what qualifications does he have to question Yue Ying? From childhood to adulthood, he knew very well how Yue Ming treated him, and it was really not worth it if he let go of this friendship early because of those hard-to-verify conjectures.

Therefore, An Lengyao decided to put this matter aside for the time being, if there are new clues in the future, there is a definite direction.

During this time, he looked up information everywhere for his father's affairs, and unconsciously distanced himself from Yue Ming a lot, and he felt that he was a little ridiculous. If in these six realms, he can't even believe in the person Yue Ming, and if he still has suspicions, who can he believe?

Some things, as long as you figure it out, will make your mood a lot easier. He remembered that the two of them didn't seem to have tested spells for some days, and seeing that the sun was shining today, it was a good weather to compete.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and wanted to go to Yue Ming to have a discussion.

Just as he passed by the Demon Realm Library, five or six demon soldiers were carrying a large wooden box full of books. The wooden box was stuffed to the brim, and it was a bit difficult for several people to carry it together, and on the top of the box was a scroll, and because there were so many books in it, the top scroll fell off during the carrying.

"Ouch, really." A demon soldier complained when he saw the falling thing, "There are so many books in this library, and I don't know when I will sort out some unnecessary books according to the meaning of the demon queen." ”

"Alright, don't complain, let's put the box down first and pick up the scroll that fell on. In my opinion, let's take a break. Another demon soldier said.

Several of them agreed and put the box down, and just as one of the demon soldiers was about to bend down to pick up the scroll that had fallen to the ground, one of them had already picked it up first.

"Demon Saint." The demon soldier shouted when he saw the comer.

"Here, here's what you guys dropped." An Lengyao was about to hand them the things, but his movements were abrupt, and he saw that the scroll seemed to be a little damaged because it had just fallen to the ground, "It seems to be a little broken here, it's okay, right?" ”

"It's okay, these things were meant to be taken out and destroyed, and they were all documents that had not been used for some years." The demon soldier explained.

"I see." An Lengyao said, returning the things in his hand to the demon soldiers.

However, at this moment, he inadvertently skimmed a few lines of the scroll in his hand, and his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't help but be surprised. His hand holding the scroll trembled a little and took a step back, he couldn't believe his eyes. An Lengyao clenched his fists fiercely, his nails stuck in his palms, and he felt an unprecedented sharp pain.